Looking for a Land of Women

 

Rumors whispered over warm beers at back bars, 

hints and winks, 

​​​a land of women.

 

Conversations suddenly pause as you pass, 

words, half-heard,

​​​free women.

 

A bartered map drawn on a napkin, 

scraps of a letter found in a hotel drawer, 

​​​a country where women walk freely.

 

Hints and best guesses pick a horizon.

Can we triangulate? Do we have coordinates? 

Are we getting closer?